“In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.”
As Christians, we should be more than satisfied with what God provides for us through material possessions and spiritual revelations. Everything we receive from the Lord is a blessing. The treasures we accrue down here, however, pale in comparison to what the Lord is preparing for us in Heaven. Jesus Christ is preparing something greater and bigger for us than we could possibly imagine. Our faithfulness to Christ here below, helps us lay up the true treasures over the hilltop in glory.
Jesus has gone and personally prepared a place for you and me. In that great place over yonder, we will no more wander as weary pilgrims in search of a greater land. We will leave behind our dwelling place of sticks and stones for a gold mansion that is silver lined. We will exchange our current rags for a robe and a crown. The harsh roads travelled in this life will become streets paved with pure gold in the next one. Along the golden roads of Heaven, there will be no more hospitals since there will be no more sickness, bad health, or death. In the by-and-by, we will have bodies full of the Holy Spirit that will never rust or decay. Gone will be the days of senior citizen discounts as we will never grow old, but grow only in glory and beauty.
Though we are still down here just below the hilltop of glory, we have been supplied with more than we could ever need for our pilgrimage up the hilltop to Heaven. As we march closer to that bright city, let us be thankful for everything the Lord has supplied us with on this side of Heaven. Let us no longer be discouraged with what we do not have, but let us be more than satisfied and thankful for what we do have. As the Lord supplies us with blessings here below, just remember, Jesus Christ is building us a special place in the Father’s House just over the hilltop where the ransomed will shine.
Mansion Over the Hilltop
I've got a mansion just over the hilltop
In that bright land where we'll never grow old
And some day yonder we will never more wander
But walk on streets that are purest gold